Hamuo Hell Mode: Volume 10

1. Auflage 2025
ISBN: 978-1-7183-8216-9
Verlag: J-Novel Club
Format: EPUB
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E-Book, Englisch, Band 10, 250 Seiten

Reihe: Hell Mode

Exploring a new empire! Allen and the No-life Gamers delve deeper than humanity ever was capable: to the Prostia Empire on the ocean floor! In search of Holy Orbs to buff his party and hoping to broker peace between Crevelle and Prostia, Allen takes the form of a merfolk and acts as an ambassador between the two nations...or so he wants everyone to think. In truth, he wants to catch Beast Crown Prince Beku, the man who revolted against his nation to claim the throne only to flee when he failed. Are the rumors of the merfolk's involvement in the rebellion true?

Upon reaching Prostia, however, Allen finds that nothing but problems lurk beneath the water's surface. All is not well with the once-mighty Prostia Empire, it seems-the nation has experienced a rebellion of its own, and much of the imperial family has been killed or put in chains. What in the world happened? Can Allen and his party rescue the survivors? Or is all that awaits them a watery grave?

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He struck a few more poses to show off before Cecil broke the silence.

“A-Allen, can you revert to your normal form?” she asked gingerly.

“At most, the effect lasts up to twenty-four hours,” Allen answered. “Don’t worry. I’ve already tested everything out.”

In truth, this had been his plan for quite a while—ever since Shia had reported that Crevelle was officially unable to issue visas for Prostia. Allen had played a ton of games before coming to this world, and he had encountered regions that were unable to be reached via foot or horseback. Often, one required a ship, plane, or other special method of transportation to head to these restricted areas, or they needed to visit another location that would provide them with the tools to finally enter said area.

Because Allen had retained his memories from his past life, he had expected a roadblock to his travels and asked Captain Rarappa of the Magus Smith squad to create a tool that allowed the user to breathe underwater. But Rarappa had replied that even if the creation of such a tool were possible, the clothing they wore would need to be completely waterproof and able to endure the extreme water pressure, and would need to be coupled with a tool that provided the wearer with oxygen. While that would theoretically enable the party to wade through the waters, the unusual clothing and curiously large magic tools on their backs would draw the suspicion of the merfolk and thus hinder their activities. It was then that the Summoner had recalled his Fish A’s Awakened Ability, Mimic.

• The smoke expelled by this Ability envelops its target and allows them to take on the form of either a monster no higher than Rank A or a human.
• The smoke can cover a radius of up to one kilometer, and anyone within this range can be affected by Mimic.
• Allen can choose who will be affected by Mimic, such as selecting one person within range.
• Users can only mimic things that Allen has seen before.
• Mimic lasts up to 24 hours but can be undone before the effect wears off.
• Those affected by Mimic can replicate the look and characteristics of whatever they are taking the form of.

Allen had predicted that he would run into this situation one day and had continued to test out Awakened Abilities on himself or his Summons. He had found that Mimic could turn him into not only humans but also merfolk, beastkin, elves, dark elves, and even the three demons he had faced in the battle of Rohzenheim, including Glaster. In any case, this power would allow Allen and his party to enter Prostia with a visa from Crevelle alone.

“How long will it take to issue visas for us?” Allen asked as he turned to the Crevelle king.

he wished. The Crevelle king had already promised that the visas would be issued, and Allen did not want him to go back on his word just because the Summoner could transform into a merfolk.

“I-Indeed, I shall issue them right away,” the king answered. He was clearly taken aback, but he still honored his oath.

“Thank you,” Allen replied.

“O-Of course,” the king said with a nod.

The Summoner, still in his merfolk form, quietly stared at the king. Though Crevelle was under the rule of Prostia, a king was still a king—it was undoubtedly insolent for Allen to be staring so much, but he believed his actions paled in comparison to the request that he would soon make.

“I-Is something the matter?” the king inquired.

“Actually, I’d like to make another request,” Allen said.

“I see... You’re a hero who saved our citizens, so I shall accommodate you however possible. What might your request be?”

“Would you please allow us to enter Prostia as ambassadors from Crevelle?”

“Ah, I see...” Shia murmured.

The Beast Princess immediately understood why Allen was so fixated on entering through Crevelle. Just getting into Prostia did not mean that they could easily search for Crown Prince Beku. If Prostia was truly lending its aid to Beku, the entire empire would do its utmost to protect him. Perhaps a faction of the empire was lending him support unbeknownst to the empire and its wishes, but even so, it implied that Beku’s aid wielded impressive power and influence. If that were the case, a simple visa would do very little to aid their search.

“You would like us to enter Prostia as messengers of the Crevelle royal family,” Sophie echoed, reaching the same conclusion as Shia. “Is that not so, Lord Allen?”

“That’s right,” Allen replied, nodding.

“An ambassador?” Cecil muttered wearily. “It’s always been on my mind, but how could you make such audacious requests?”

“Oh, and as an ambassador, I would like you to allow me to wield full authority,” Allen added.

“What?! F-Full authority?!” the king cried.

His Majesty stood up in shock, knocking over the chair behind him with a loud clatter. Even the princess, who had remained silent, was astonished by her father’s astonishment.

“F-Father?” Princess Carmine gasped.

“Is it possible?” Allen asked. “I have no intention of troubling the Crevelle Kingdom. I hope that you will consider the idea.”

Allen did his best to calm the king, but the royal only grew more confused. Was the Summoner in his right mind? In short, Allen wanted to become the special ambassador plenipotentiary. This role allowed him to hold the same level of power as the king, albeit solely for diplomatic affairs. While the king did not have the faintest clue what the No-life Gamers were up to, could he truly trust Allen, who claimed he did not wish to trouble the kingdom?

Allen was capable of controlling massive bees the size of dragons and had eradicated tens of thousands of daemonic incarnations and monsters. He had fought a duel against the Beast King in front of a group of representatives of nearly a hundred nations, and during it, he had eviscerated the arena. Clearly, the boy wielded immense power, but his use of it was completely unpredictable.

“Hmm...” the king groaned as he tried to overcome his shock.

“The shadow of unrest looms over the Prostia Empire,” Allen said. “Should anything occur, my army shall provide its full support.”

Crevelle’s king worked to organize the series of events within his mind. The Prostia Empire had tried to use its army to invade the conference that would decide whether the Beast Crown Prince would claim the Albahalan throne. In fact, it seemed like Prostia had assisted in seizing the Symbol of the Beast King, so there was no doubt that Albahal would try to pin the blame on the empire.

Even if some shady group of individuals had lent their aid to Beku, simply getting rid of them would not put an end to this ordeal. From Albahal’s point of view, merely allowing these individuals to attack was an act of aggression by Prostia. It was not out of the ordinary for this sort of issue to escalate into a full-blown war between the involved nations.

The king recalled the message he had received via magic tool from Albahal hours ago. The purpose of it had been to discern whether Crevelle had aided Beku instead of Prostia. When merfolk were mentioned, those on the surface immediately deemed Crevelle, the land of merfolk, the primary suspect. Albahal was aggressively searching for the person who had ruined the royal castle and hindered their choosing of an heir. Their rage might ultimately have been pointed at Prostia, but the king of Crevelle desperately wished for his kingdom to be out of the line of fire.

The monarch knew that Beast Princess Shia, who was not just connected to the royal family but had a direct claim to the throne, was in the room with him. It was in his best interest to do more than simply express that Crevelle held no animosity; cooperating with her to retrieve the Symbol of the Beast King would likely prove more beneficial to Crevelle than maintaining the status quo of being under Prostia’s rule. The king closed his eyes as a myriad of options flooded his mind.

“You would like to be the special ambassador plenipotentiary, would you?” the king inquired.

“Correct,” Allen replied.

After mulling over his decision for several moments, the monarch opened his mouth once more to state his decision. But just then, his daughter, the princess, intervened.

“Why not allow it?” she asked. “I shall also head to the Prostia Empire.”

“What?! Carmine!” the king cried. He widened his eyes and whirled to face his daughter, who sat next to him.

Allen also gazed at the princess when she jumped into the conversation. he thought. Carmine then stood up, walked toward Allen, and turned around to face her father.

“The Church of Gushara was created by the Demon Lord Army,” she said. “We not only failed to notice that this religion worshipped the Daemon God and allowed them to do as they pleased, which led to the Galiatan Continent being threatened, but we also weakened faith toward the great Lady Aqua, the Goddess of Water, who protects...